Rain Poem by Abhinav Devaria

'When it'll RAIN I may not be around,

But remember me.

When the little drops come calling you

At the window.

When the cold breeze plays with your long,

Curly hair.

When the thirsty earth releases the fragrance,

Locked behind mysterious prison bars.

When the birds chant most sacred of the hymn.

When dead leaves fall down.

When old is forgotten,

And everything is reborn.

I may not be around,

But remember me.

I'll be there,

Just there.